Lyrics:
from my sig
Leave a hole in you bigger than BIG
Nigga you dead, I know where Nori live
You live by Nori crib
You talkin' all that shit
Nigga you
notorious, 될지도 Big poppa
자세는 아직 낮춰
기다려 Cleaning time
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Pointer, Block 청소 시작
Mic check one two,
what did Rakim say?
Mc라면 관중을 움직이는 게 인생
다시 마이크 확인 셋
넷, what
past ya)
[Chorus]
[Outro: Ghostface Killah (sample)]
Toney Starks Radio (something ain't wrong with me)
Mama got a big butt, mama got a big butt
Just saw an alien saucer approaching from the sky
Radio contact has been attempted but cannot be established
Instructions are to prepare for
I want you to tell them statik Selektah
Lets do this, man for real
We smoke big blunts, cigars, it's us
It's obvious, kids
We regulate up shit
spiritual essence
And he goes by the name of, uh
Hood
Check your rhyme, punk that ass or get got, F it (shit)
I lick buckshots, Hood, madman, I rip up
"I'm Your Radio"
I'm bumpin' it right now. Warren G- You're doing big things boy
Keep it bangin'!
[Radio DJ]
Well, blow me down, KWBALLS is doing
know better, keep ya bitch on tether
Niggas got snow like cold cold weather
And big money clips cause they fold dough better
Packin three cuties in
JEANS!!
[Chorus]
Best believe we get high, nigga
Best believe we get by, nigga
Best believe we get fly, nigga la, la, la, la, la
Best believe we get
Dolla dolla dolla signs
How to spend it, how to get it on my mind
I can't help it I'm a hustler by design
Im working till I drown in dolla dolla
some head (ugh, ay)
Gettin', gettin' some head (who'd have ever thought this would make it to the radio, man?)
I was gettin' some head
Gettin',
Radio, TV, and even the press
That was the meanin of V-A-P-O-R-S
The meanin' of this word without no doubt
Means nobody wanna be down when you're
Showtime
Hang a guitar on my shoulder
Check the vacant drooling faces round the room
Another heartbreak battle
And I'm only getting older
Jesus help
I'm just crumblin' erb, I'm just crumblin' erb
So check me out, see
Once in a while when niggas be trying to test me I gets frisky
Grab a pint
to make shit fit, now check this shit
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the Ep along by James Todd
Smith I get
of that bold (bold),
New (new) breed (breeding)
That extinguishes itself
By markings which resemble a
Wide tie
Directly below the
White collar
If it's
of business
Are you doing? What's
The numbers? How much did you sell? What's
The radio spins? How much
Shampoo can you sell
With your face on it and shit?
and chief
Rip tha guys
Tell em free my z's
Im notorious
I know im b-i-g
They tried to leave me dead
I cant d-i-e
He wanna diss the gang
He gon die by me
I
Hey
Big Jerm
Cool, cool beat that we made here, man
I played the keys, you play the drums
Did a little bass on this one
Uh
Hey
Ha, alright,
the tv off man (Ah shit)
Turn the radio on man, turn the radio on
[Radio stations being changed]
It ain't'nt nothin' on the radio man
Put that fuckin'
you a little story about the Sugarhill gang
With the pow pow boogie and a big bang bang
And if you want to rap to the Sugarhill to the beat
Gotta
daddy's out of town so uhh, you can fuck around
It's okay to check in that Motel 6
$59.95, not a cent more for that dirty-ass hoe
Yeah, stop by that
Home Cafe
Now my daddy was a music lovin' man
He stood six-foot-seven, had big ol' hands
He'd lost two fingers in a chainsaw but he could still play
you a little story about the Sugarhill gang
With the pow pow boogie and a big bang bang
And if you want to rap to the Sugarhill to the beat
Gotta
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